I've been on a horse one time in my whole life. His name was Gentle Jim. The biggest damn horse I've ever seen this side of a Clydesdale. We were at the beach, the wife wanted to go riding. I told the guy I'd never been on a horse so he said, "Ah, Gentle Jim is the horse for you then." It all went down hill from there. Gentle is not how I'd describe him. He really didn't like the fact that I was riding him. An hour later and at least 2 miles down the beach in the opposite direction that I wanted to go I just finally jumped off the damn thing
